Quite simply this place is crap. Carpets dirty, filthy swimming pool, lies about when it gets fixed, horrible bathrooms with dirt everywhere. Appears more like a drug dealers tinnie house than an accommodating site. Dirty, filthy, squalor, should be condemned by the council as a national disgrace.

I read all the reviews before going and hoped that all would be OK. Whilst I understand that changes in staff are on going, the cleanliness was extremly poor. As reported elsewhere carpets are incrediablly dirty and it appeared somebody had changed their bike oil in our room. My feet stuck to the carpet so I left my shoes on. The cleaning was so bad the cleaners had not spotted a previous occupants bath soap (and dirt) on the shower ledge; a finger mark across the CD player left a line and the "fuzz" under the bed was thick.

It costs very little to hire a carpet cleaner for a day or two and go through the place. The cleaners need to be shown how to clean and check their work.

Overall, I feel the owners are "sweating their asset" and not re-investing in what could be a gold mine.

This is another one of those funky beach motels that some people can get into and some just can't handle. For us, it was just OK.

We arrived around 6 p.m. and the office was closed. Our key was left in an envelope for us, which was fine, but when we discovered we had no ice bucket or cups we were just out of luck. We had to use plastic cups from to get a little ice from the machine. The pool was covered and closed, but it would have been too cold to swim anyway.

The room was very small but clean. The carpet, as other reviewers have noted, was badly stained and needed replacing. The bed and bedding were nice.

The adjacent restaurant was packed, but the hostess offered us seats at the bar, which turned out to be very fun. We shared an excellent fried shrimp dinner, drinks, and dessert, and the friendly bartender gave us top notch service.

The continental breakfast in the office area was limited but fine for us The clerk was very friendly.

Because our usual spot near Asilomar has gone down in quality, I used Trip Advisor's positive comments to book this place. When we left, we learned that Arlene, who ran the place with Bob, had died, and since then he hired someone to be on-site innkeeper. So read our experience in light of this management change.

When we arrived, we learned the large room we booked was unavailable "due to plumbing problems" (delivered complete with eye roll). Also, the pool and spa were closed due to health regulations. We were able to look at several other rooms, and were taken aback by their condition. We selected what proved to be the Accessible room. Since the beds were satisfactory and bathroom clean, we decided to stay. We later discovered we had been written up for four nights when one should have been free, and decided to fix it on leaving.

At night we discovered the sliding door to our first floor deck had been installed backwards and did not lock, so we moved furniture to block it and got on with our touring. When lights were on, we realized the carpet was so dirty, seemingly never ever cleaned, that we wouldn't let a dog on it. The rest of the room was clean, but recent repairs reflected work of a handy man with meager skills. The floor was spongy in places, a sign of rot underneath.

We had no housekeeping at all. I turned my pillow over toward the end and found eyelash marks from mascara. I wear no eye makeup.

The back yard, advertised as a play and picnic area, had not been maintained and looked nothing like the pictures from the past.

Breakfast was the usual Budget level lowest end sugary treats, drinks, bagels, and little cereal boxes. You could do one of those self-made waffles that never quite work. Coffee was the weakest imaginable. (Asilomar has an espresso bar, fortunately.)

Our second night the people next door had a fight. The man was slamming inside and out to the deck, throwing furniture, screaming so violently and obscenely we thought he would beat up the woman. We hadn't been told who to contact at night in case of trouble, and were about to call the police when the fight stopped.

The next evening similar violence occurred and eventually quieted down. In the middle of the night the police came and arrested one person and took the other in an ambulance.

We decided to leave, and learned from the very competent morning clerk that the screaming man was the innkeeper, who had been hired at the beginning of the year. We told her about existing problems in the room. She explained the recent history of the place, said upgrades were being planned, such as new carpeting. She also corrected our bill. She was the only competent person in the place.

The adjoining restaurant, the Fish Wife, is unaffiliated with the motel, and is one of the best seafood places on the peninsula. So don't confuse the two as one place.

So if this has been an old favorite of yours, call ahead to find out whether the innkeeper we had has been replaced. I am sure Arlene would be highly embarrassed by the change in condition of this once good family spot.